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PRE-PRE-PRE-PROM
ok i didn't actually go to this since it was mostly just for girls to primp and stuff but i just want to list it to make it... symmetrical...... ffff BUT i uhh did take a shower in the morning? yeah that counts
PRE-PRE-PROM
didn't put on everything because it was REALLY HOT so i just put on the pants and shirt and vest and went to andre's house. a lot of people weren't there yet so we hung out for a bit and talked to parents about college and all that. eventually everyone who was still coming came (a few people said they'd just meet us at pre-prom) and we went to the backyard to take pictures. everyone looked really amazing it should be illegal, i was like FFFFUCK FUCK FUCKING FUCK. there was a bit of a mixup with the corsages so i didn't have one to give to rebecca, but she got me a boutonnière. i had also brought my own which was actually a squirt flower so i filled up the water and went around squirting people which was way too much fun fffff. left most of my stuff there since we'd be going back for post-post-prom.
PRE-PROM
lots more pictures. kevin (nanaryuu's date) wasn't there because he was apparently getting his tux (like two hours before prom). turns out he hadn't known the difference between a suit and a tuxedo. went around and squirted a few more unsuspecting people -- a few intentionally, and a few by accident;;; (one person was like "OH MY GOD WHAT WAS THAT oh it's just water, i thought it was...... something else......") our limo was kind of late which gave us about fifteen minutes to run around like nuts since everyone else had already left. more pictures and screaming and superman.
PROM
we blasted the mission impossible theme on the limo ride there. the location was REALLY NICE, like REALLY NICE, nicer than last year. the glen island harbour club, which already says a lot since it's like an ISLAND HARBOUR which means very nice ocean and seagulls and other stuff that was clearly photoshopped, what are you talking about. anyway, a fight broke out within the first half hour, though i didn't get to see it since i was getting grace a strawberry daiquiri. reports told me it was more amusing than scary, since one party was yelling out insults that were so ridiculous they bordered on pythonesque french taunting. ate a shitton of food from the party platters, though not as much as last year (last year a group of us decided to stand in front of the kitchen door and just take everything as it came out).
at around eight, everyone went upstairs to the dance floor. while they were all distracted i stole a corsage for rebecca. first thing we noticed after sitting down was that the little lights shining around the whole room looked suspiciously like sniper lasers. rebecca and i got a whole theory going on about how they were going to gas us and ship us off to the program to slaughter each other, battle royale style. dancing started shortly after we'd finished our salad, and i guess there isn't too much to say about other than we danced, and it was awesome.
rebecca went to the bathroom and came back saying she'd just seen mrs. shireman making out with mr. curtin on the balcony. grace (who completely ADORES mrs. shireman) promptly flipped the shit and started freaking out in the extremely melodramatic way she always freaks out, fanning and gasping and the like. she spent the next few minutes wailing WHYYYY NOOOO THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENINNGGGG OHHH MY HEART until i realized that not only was the section of the balcony they had supposedly been making out on in a separate part of the club that was reserved for a different party, but that mrs. shireman wasn't even a chaperon in the first place. rebecca decided to put her glasses back on.
grace and i had spent the past few weeks learning the dance from lady gaga's telephone, so i made sure to ask the dj whether or not he'd be playing it. of course THAT whole plan got messed up when i accidentally made us miss the chorus because it was a different version than the version i knew, which ended up with grace moping in the bathroom for about half the night;;; i even got him to play it again, but she missed it;;; BUT I DID IT (i can't dance for shit which probably made it more fantastic)
for some reason everyone else left early, so by 11:30 we were the only ones left in the room other than the chaperons, the waiters, and the dj. we figured since everyone else was gone we could get the dj to play whatever we wanted. he unfortunately didn't have the pokemon theme song, so rebecca requested the hora. REACTION WAS PRICELESS, all the waiters were like WHAT THE FUCK and it was kind of amazing, and we all danced. mr. nelson said he'd probably put it on the senior video along with our talent show performance from senior forum. i squirted him with my squirt flower.
POST-PROM
we had a few extra hours in the limo so we decided to go to jones beach. took some time to get there, which was most of the fun, really -- talked a lot about i don't remember what, ranging from totally deep philosophical shit to cows mooooooo. alissa decided she wanted to change out of her prom dress while newman was sitting right next to her. we don't drink but we talked about what we might be like if we DID drink -- rebecca would tell her life story, kyandre would be naked, ross wouldn't shut up, and i'd probably kill everyone.
eventually the car stopped and the chauffeur was like "uhhh guys the beach is closed." so we're like well shit, let's just stop somewhere, then. so he drove us to the side of the long island expressway and we got out and ran around like fucking crazy, in the middle of an empty highway at one in the morning, no lights other than the limo and the skyline and the stars. andre got a little nervous that we'd get lost or run over or something so eventually he called us back and we headed home.
POST-POST-PROM
nanaryuu and ben were waiting for us at andre's house since they'd gone separately. apparently they'd tried to stay up to wait for us, which clearly worked very well since they were both dead asleep on the couch when we arrived. we hung around in the kitchen for the first few hours and snacked on stuff, then eventually moved downstairs to the basement where grace and i challenged ben to a ping pong match. he beat the two of us with no paddles. he then beat ross with no paddles, while ross had two. he then beat us and ross again with no paddles and no glasses (so he was basically blind). it's not that he was particularly good. we just sucked. THEN I TAUGHT THEM NERTZ which we ended up playing until six in the morning (so about three to four hours straight?). it is the most ridiculously addicting game ever. newman kept forgetting what it was called and was all "K- K- KE- N- NI- NA- NNNN- AAAAAAAAAAAAAJUSTSTOP" and grace orgasmed every time she put a card down ("YESSSS!! OHHHHHH!!").
i was one of the last ones to go to sleep along with mary, ross, and sharon. went upstairs and found everyone in the little corner room. took a few pictures of them all sleeping and then went to sleep myself. wasn't the best sleep ever since the dog kept barking and tapping the floor, phone alarms kept going off, birds kept chirping, it was REALLY hot, and it was just six thirty in the morning and i didn't really feel like sleeping. ended up catching a few hours, though, and was the last one to wake up. dunked my face in the sink, ate a bagel, chilled for another hour or so, then went home and took a nap.
POST-POST-POST-PROM
almost didn't wake up in time for ross, but he got held up for a few minutes trying to pick up grace (who called and said she'd come later) so i managed to make it. got to mary's house and went out to the deck, which was fairly uneventful until we found chalk. rebecca and i ran out to the front and drew about six chalk body outlines which we left for people to find as they arrived. went back up to the deck and played around with bubbles, took a lot of photos of eyes and bubbles and flowers and newman's buttcrack eye. didn't seem like noah was coming so i called his phone and left a message which included phrases like "tit bucket" and "muffin shitter," though newman was offended by the latter so i apologized to noah for saying he shat muffins.
eventually found myself in the side room where most of the college freshman had decided to play mafia. not going to go into too much detail since pretty much every part of it was a lot of fun, but ross wouldn't shut up about how everyone was going to kill him until we finally all did. taught everyone else nertz in the living room, which was briefly interrupted by pasta and cake and chocolate fondue. i ate like all the strawberries. we played nertz for a while until mary decided it we needed something less intense, so she taught us tourette's (basically a word game, which ended up with a lot of "tits," "nipples," "antidisestablishmentarianism," trying really hard not to say the n word, and arguments over whether "finger fuck" was one word or two words). also glowsticks.
ok i didn't actually go to this since it was mostly just for girls to primp and stuff but i just want to list it to make it... symmetrical...... ffff BUT i uhh did take a shower in the morning? yeah that counts
PRE-PRE-PROM
didn't put on everything because it was REALLY HOT so i just put on the pants and shirt and vest and went to andre's house. a lot of people weren't there yet so we hung out for a bit and talked to parents about college and all that. eventually everyone who was still coming came (a few people said they'd just meet us at pre-prom) and we went to the backyard to take pictures. everyone looked really amazing it should be illegal, i was like FFFFUCK FUCK FUCKING FUCK. there was a bit of a mixup with the corsages so i didn't have one to give to rebecca, but she got me a boutonnière. i had also brought my own which was actually a squirt flower so i filled up the water and went around squirting people which was way too much fun fffff. left most of my stuff there since we'd be going back for post-post-prom.
PRE-PROM
lots more pictures. kevin (nanaryuu's date) wasn't there because he was apparently getting his tux (like two hours before prom). turns out he hadn't known the difference between a suit and a tuxedo. went around and squirted a few more unsuspecting people -- a few intentionally, and a few by accident;;; (one person was like "OH MY GOD WHAT WAS THAT oh it's just water, i thought it was...... something else......") our limo was kind of late which gave us about fifteen minutes to run around like nuts since everyone else had already left. more pictures and screaming and superman.
PROM
we blasted the mission impossible theme on the limo ride there. the location was REALLY NICE, like REALLY NICE, nicer than last year. the glen island harbour club, which already says a lot since it's like an ISLAND HARBOUR which means very nice ocean and seagulls and other stuff that was clearly photoshopped, what are you talking about. anyway, a fight broke out within the first half hour, though i didn't get to see it since i was getting grace a strawberry daiquiri. reports told me it was more amusing than scary, since one party was yelling out insults that were so ridiculous they bordered on pythonesque french taunting. ate a shitton of food from the party platters, though not as much as last year (last year a group of us decided to stand in front of the kitchen door and just take everything as it came out).
at around eight, everyone went upstairs to the dance floor. while they were all distracted i stole a corsage for rebecca. first thing we noticed after sitting down was that the little lights shining around the whole room looked suspiciously like sniper lasers. rebecca and i got a whole theory going on about how they were going to gas us and ship us off to the program to slaughter each other, battle royale style. dancing started shortly after we'd finished our salad, and i guess there isn't too much to say about other than we danced, and it was awesome.
rebecca went to the bathroom and came back saying she'd just seen mrs. shireman making out with mr. curtin on the balcony. grace (who completely ADORES mrs. shireman) promptly flipped the shit and started freaking out in the extremely melodramatic way she always freaks out, fanning and gasping and the like. she spent the next few minutes wailing WHYYYY NOOOO THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENINNGGGG OHHH MY HEART until i realized that not only was the section of the balcony they had supposedly been making out on in a separate part of the club that was reserved for a different party, but that mrs. shireman wasn't even a chaperon in the first place. rebecca decided to put her glasses back on.
grace and i had spent the past few weeks learning the dance from lady gaga's telephone, so i made sure to ask the dj whether or not he'd be playing it. of course THAT whole plan got messed up when i accidentally made us miss the chorus because it was a different version than the version i knew, which ended up with grace moping in the bathroom for about half the night;;; i even got him to play it again, but she missed it;;; BUT I DID IT (i can't dance for shit which probably made it more fantastic)
for some reason everyone else left early, so by 11:30 we were the only ones left in the room other than the chaperons, the waiters, and the dj. we figured since everyone else was gone we could get the dj to play whatever we wanted. he unfortunately didn't have the pokemon theme song, so rebecca requested the hora. REACTION WAS PRICELESS, all the waiters were like WHAT THE FUCK and it was kind of amazing, and we all danced. mr. nelson said he'd probably put it on the senior video along with our talent show performance from senior forum. i squirted him with my squirt flower.
POST-PROM
we had a few extra hours in the limo so we decided to go to jones beach. took some time to get there, which was most of the fun, really -- talked a lot about i don't remember what, ranging from totally deep philosophical shit to cows mooooooo. alissa decided she wanted to change out of her prom dress while newman was sitting right next to her. we don't drink but we talked about what we might be like if we DID drink -- rebecca would tell her life story, kyandre would be naked, ross wouldn't shut up, and i'd probably kill everyone.
eventually the car stopped and the chauffeur was like "uhhh guys the beach is closed." so we're like well shit, let's just stop somewhere, then. so he drove us to the side of the long island expressway and we got out and ran around like fucking crazy, in the middle of an empty highway at one in the morning, no lights other than the limo and the skyline and the stars. andre got a little nervous that we'd get lost or run over or something so eventually he called us back and we headed home.
POST-POST-PROM
nanaryuu and ben were waiting for us at andre's house since they'd gone separately. apparently they'd tried to stay up to wait for us, which clearly worked very well since they were both dead asleep on the couch when we arrived. we hung around in the kitchen for the first few hours and snacked on stuff, then eventually moved downstairs to the basement where grace and i challenged ben to a ping pong match. he beat the two of us with no paddles. he then beat ross with no paddles, while ross had two. he then beat us and ross again with no paddles and no glasses (so he was basically blind). it's not that he was particularly good. we just sucked. THEN I TAUGHT THEM NERTZ which we ended up playing until six in the morning (so about three to four hours straight?). it is the most ridiculously addicting game ever. newman kept forgetting what it was called and was all "K- K- KE- N- NI- NA- NNNN- AAAAAAAAAAAAAJUSTSTOP" and grace orgasmed every time she put a card down ("YESSSS!! OHHHHHH!!").
i was one of the last ones to go to sleep along with mary, ross, and sharon. went upstairs and found everyone in the little corner room. took a few pictures of them all sleeping and then went to sleep myself. wasn't the best sleep ever since the dog kept barking and tapping the floor, phone alarms kept going off, birds kept chirping, it was REALLY hot, and it was just six thirty in the morning and i didn't really feel like sleeping. ended up catching a few hours, though, and was the last one to wake up. dunked my face in the sink, ate a bagel, chilled for another hour or so, then went home and took a nap.
POST-POST-POST-PROM
almost didn't wake up in time for ross, but he got held up for a few minutes trying to pick up grace (who called and said she'd come later) so i managed to make it. got to mary's house and went out to the deck, which was fairly uneventful until we found chalk. rebecca and i ran out to the front and drew about six chalk body outlines which we left for people to find as they arrived. went back up to the deck and played around with bubbles, took a lot of photos of eyes and bubbles and flowers and newman's buttcrack eye. didn't seem like noah was coming so i called his phone and left a message which included phrases like "tit bucket" and "muffin shitter," though newman was offended by the latter so i apologized to noah for saying he shat muffins.
eventually found myself in the side room where most of the college freshman had decided to play mafia. not going to go into too much detail since pretty much every part of it was a lot of fun, but ross wouldn't shut up about how everyone was going to kill him until we finally all did. taught everyone else nertz in the living room, which was briefly interrupted by pasta and cake and chocolate fondue. i ate like all the strawberries. we played nertz for a while until mary decided it we needed something less intense, so she taught us tourette's (basically a word game, which ended up with a lot of "tits," "nipples," "antidisestablishmentarianism," trying really hard not to say the n word, and arguments over whether "finger fuck" was one word or two words). also glowsticks.